Excuse Me, But Can Ya Be Any Ruder? Damn!!!

RUDE

Do any of you use the trains and buses as often as I do? Ya do? Then I know you can relate to what I’m about to say: RIDER RUDENESS!! It’s a brand new year and still my fellow New Yorkers continue to exhibit a lack of decorum almost on a daily basis. I have to contend with: Door Blockers, Litterbugs, Noisy Gum Chewers, Seat Hogs Napping, Leg Sprawlers, Loud Cell Phone Yakkers, people who bring on their shopping carts or 2-3 suitcase bags for me to trip over, women putting on make-up or taking down their hair OR god forbid… I’m inhaling nail polish fumes until I almost pass out and an assortment of unwashed smelly people (and no I’m not talking about the homeless) with stinking breath! And then there are people who must bring and proceed to eat their breakfast (or dinner… depending upon the time of day) on rapid mass transit.


In this MTV/VH1/BET culture—rude, crude and obnoxious behavior rules the day. What ever happened to showing common courtesy to your fellow human being? The lack of manners today is ridiculous; just this morning, as I hung on for dare life to my straphanger as the No. 36 bus careened down the hill while making a sharp turn, this man with a huge backpack on his back, almost knocked me over as he move down the aisle. “Are you going camping or to work?” I yelled loudly. We’ve gone way beyond the ‘Me Generation’. We’ve become the ‘Screw You Generation’.

I’m tired of seeing grown-ass men not offering seats to the elderly, pregnant or to just any female riders in general. And where I live, they charge and knock over hundred year old women like linebackers just to get a damn seat. What’s up with that? And I swear, if I have to squeeze by another Door Blocker, who refuses to move the hell out of the way… or the idiots who try to get on the train at the same as I am getting off, I’m going to maim your foot with my stilettos!

Also, I would like to mention something about pole huggers, who wrap themselves around the poles like they’re in love with it and therefore it’s their personal property, when in fact it was designed for numerous standing commuters. And I haven’t forgotten you tone deaf singers, singing along to your ipods; you pumpkin and sunflower seed eating people that spit your wet shells for others to step on… there—I’m feeling much better now. Happy New Year!

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A.G. Thornton is a writer an author of FAMILY, FRIENDS, HUSBANDS and LOVERS…THE BEST OF ENEMIES
www.sixela.net.

4 Comments

  1. Living in New York, I feel you on this one. I rarely ride the bus and subway, but when I do I regret it… always. You would think the bus would be worse, but for me I have the most drama on the subway. My biggest gripe is young men sitting with their legs spread so wide they take up enough space for 2 or 3 people. Folks who treat the subway like it’s their personal living room and worst of all… rowdy ass school kids.

  2. In chicagO bus Riders (usually women) like to trample anyone in front of them 2 get on the bus 1st. including any small child not moving fast enough. Most of the fellows prefer to ease onto the bus whip out there cell phones and ask the magic question “WERE U AT”
    then proceed to converse wit there homie usally limiting there vocabulary to MF that b@#ch and the all time favorite sh@t yeah.gotta love ublc trans

  3. I live in the Bronx. And you’re correct, chivalry is dead and being courteous is a thing of the past. So I’m not really surprise that good manners is the latest casualty in the ongoing collapse of western civilization!

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